the used tshirt acontest design.

lets see who won it.

OHMYFGOD YOURE KDDING.

this design is uhgghghreghsdubhcuyeqbcilnwerucgweuibncjwenhf!!!!!!!

it is a unicorn.

a unicorn.

-.-

“What is it?” Tom said, racing into the room, obviously forgetting to hide his playboy magazine now rolled up in his hand.

“We have our own Gossip Girl.” Bill said, trying not to smile too largely once he saw the display picture.

“God, I’d do her.” Tom said, with Bill’s simple reply being a hard kick on Tom’s left shin.

Tom pushed Bill to the side, and printed off the display picture. He ran over to the printer and placed it in his Playboy Magazine.

“Don’t tell anyone. Especially not Gustav or Georg.” He said, before walking out of the room.

Bill stared at the picture of the beautiful girl he had just found on his Buzznet account, and couldn’t help but smile at her face.

“She’s so beautiful…” he said to himself. He clicked onto her account where he was immediately taken to her home page.

Gold Coast. Australia.

He would have to persuade the band to travel there.

He just had to find her.

That night, too many thoughts were racing through Bill’s head.

“How do I make sure she’s there?, How can I persuade Tom to let me go?”

And finally, before drifting off  into a peaceful sleep, he whispered aloud to himself: “What if she’s the one?”

“Yo, Bill!” Tom yelled “Where does that chick live?”

“Australia. Why?” Bill asked, drawing closer to his twin brother. Couls he be trying to steal away the girl he had been tracking for a few days now?

“You think we could go there. She seems pretty sweet, if you ask me.” He said, winking to Bill.

Gustav and Georg laughed as they climbed up the steps to their Tokio Hotel bus.

“Umm… I guess. Ask the other guys.”

“Sweeeet.” Tom said, pushing one of his blonde dreadlocks over his shoulder.

Every night for a month Bill gazed upon the beautiful face of the girl Lucinda, and placed the image of her underneath his pillow each night.

When finally arriving in Australia, their concert was sold out.

Bill wished; he hoped, with all he had, that the beautiful girl would be there/

The night of the concert, Bill frantically searched the crowd, and was unable to focus on his voice.

Until, he saw her- pushing through the other fans until she reached the front of the barrier.

Tom spotted her- and she looked up at him; smiling.

Bill stopped, and with the rest of the band staring at him quizzically, he dropped the microphone.

Tom looked over at him; confused. “Bill…?” he said, trying to get Bill to come to his senses.

Bill picked up the microphone and sang, although, this time, his voice had no passion.

He glanced down with the corner of his eye to see the beautiful girl standing there, flirting with Tom from the moshpit.

When the show finally ended, Bill ran off the stage, just as he wanted to before.

He sat outside, struggling for air, trying to breathe.

Small, salty tears escaped from his eyes, and smudged the eyeliner and black eye shadow that covered his eyes.

When entering the building again, he saw the beautiful girl with Tom. Tom had his arm wrapped around her waist, and was surrounding by several other fans.

He had made his choice for tonight.

Bill wanted forever, when Tom wants a new girl each night,

His thoughts were distracted by a slight scream, as he saw Tom whisk her away in his long arms.

In the hotel room, Tom danced with the girl, and spoke sweetly into her ear and constantly made jokes.

He pulled her close to him and lifted her up, so she was hanging off his hips, with her legs wrapped around her waist.

He laid his soft, gentle lips on top of hers and kissed her passionately, but in a playful way.

Her tongue slid into his mouth, and fondled with his lip piercing.

She could feel Tom’s lips curve up at the sides, attempting a smile, without breaking off the kiss,’

She moaned, before he pushed her hard up against the wall and undid the long line of shirt buttons in the way of what he really wanted.

He began to carefully undo the buttons, before ripping the shirt off entirely and quickly removing her bra.

She moaned slightly as his hands grabbed her, and she ripped off his shirt with all the strength she had.

He pulled down her jeans, and threw them on the floor before she removed his.

All that was left was their underwear, and their patience was thinning. The girl, Lucinda, quickly flicked off his boxers, as he pulled hers down to her ankles.

He pushed her hard against the wall, before laying her on the bed, and before thrusting; whilst above her.

When they finally stopped, they both laid there, exhausted and breathless.

The next morning, Lucinda awoke, and Tom was still sleeping.

She could see he was about to wake up, so she pretended to be asleep again.

Tom woke up, rubbing his eyes and lifted himself out of bed. He got dressed, and she could heart the pressing of keys on what she presumed as a mobile phone.

“Bill,” he whispered into the phone receiver,” I think I found a girl I liked. I’m not sure what to do.”

She slightly opened her eyes, to see squatting down at the side of the bed, peering into her face.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” He sang. She laughed, and pulled the blanket over her exposed body.

Bill, Georg and Gustav were all waiting in the tour bus for Tom.

“Hahaha. Someone must have worked hard last night.” Georg said, winking at Bill and Gustav.

Gustav laughed; however, Bill looked out of the window with a concerned look on his face.

Tom was exiting the hotel, with Lucinda on his back. He was carrying her out, and although the others laughed, Bill sat there, only able to stare at the smile on her face.

She was just too beautiful…

Travelling on the bus, Lucinda was sitting on top of Tom’s lap, giggling, as he whispered in her ear.

She nodded quickly and he looked at her with a surprised look on his face which seemed to be asking “Really?”

She stood up, followed by Tom, as they entered the bathroom on the tour bus.

Georg and Gustav could not contain themselves.

As soon as the giggling from behind the door began, they could not restrain themselves from laughing, and soon enough, burst out laughing. About half an hour later, they came and sat back down. Although Lucinda had her legs slightly parted, as if they were slightly sore.

They spent the rest of the ride kissing and touching each other, whilst Bill sat in the corner of the bus, listening to his iPod.

When they reached Sydney, Lucinda and Tom booked a separate apartment- something Bill was not expecting.

Any of the band, for that matter.

That night of the concert, Lucinda stayed in Tom’s room, ready for him for when he came back.

She dresses in the sexiest lingerie she owned, and when it was finally midnight, she walked into Tom’s room, as he had not met her in her room yet.

He was in there, making out with a young lady on the lounge.

A new girl.

She ran out of the room, after bursting out in tears.

Pushing the door out of the way, she pulled herself through the narrow doorway and fell into Bill’s arms,

“Are you alright?” he asked in a soft voice.

She couldn’t manage  to say anything, as the tears had blocked her throat off.

He took her into his room, where he sat her down on the bed and gave her a glass of fresh water.

She laayed there in silence, and cried herself to sleep.

The next day, Tom boarded the bus along with Georg and Gustav.

Bill was still waiting up in the hotel room, waiting for Lucinda to wake up.

When her soft eyelids opened to reveal her puffy red eyes, Bill walked from the other side of the room, right to her side, and stared at her.

Carefully, very slowly, Bill drew his face closer to hers, and pressed his soft lips gently against hers.

He sat on the bed next to her, breaking off the kiss, however, did not lose her eyes for a moment.

“I think I love you.” He whispered.

Her only reply was staring back into his eyes, and a crooked smile.

It was all that was manageable.

Lucinda and Bill boarded the bus, however, this time she did not sit with Tom.

She sat next to Bill, and they held hands for the entire trip.

When the bus stopped, Bill kissed her softly on the cheek, before motioning for her to join him.

It was either late at night or early in the morning, but still, they strolled along the beaches in Queensland holding hands.

He sat down on the sand, and pulled her hand softly, as if he was asking her to sit with him.

On the sand, she leant over and kissed Bill. Soon, their kisses lead to more passionate things.

Bill took off her shirt, and slid his hands along her flat stomach.

Her hands travelled up his muscular stomach and groped his perfectly structured ribs.

Slowly, he slid into her, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of Lucinda’s screams of pleasure.

When they were finished, they stared deep into each others eyes and spoke of their undying love, before drifting off to sleep in each others arms.

the used posted this on their website about Shallow Believer and some other songs you can download.

just check out www.theused.net for more information and a link =]

Hey everyone,

Starting tonight, we have these new download cards that we are selling on the road. It's the "Shallow Believer" EP + the track "Pain" which isn't on the iTunes version of the EP. You're getting 11 songs for $10, and there's a code on the back so that you can get 10% off merch in the store too. It's pretty rad, pretty new, and something that we wanted to do, so come find us at the merch booth at any of the Get a Life shows and pick one up!

This one’s for you, Lucinda Bassam.

Hey guys-

I went onto tokiofans.com and found some of the most incredible, awesome news ever.

Bill Kaulitz is better!

Here’s what was written on their site.

For days trembled brother Tom (18), the band colleagues Gustav (19) and Georg (21), as well as thousand of Tokio-Hotel-Fans around the world for their Bill Kaulitz (18).
But now the singer has his delicate vocal chord surgery survived well (BRAVO reported). 45 minutes long in the University Hospital Hamburg-Eppendorf, had the specialist doctors operated the Tokio-Hotel-Star. A so-called cyst on Bill’s vocal chords was removed. “The surgery passed systematical. You can’t say at the moment, if the surgery was successful. But the doctor is very confident…”, says band manager David Jost. Because after the surgery, Bill isn’t allowed to speak, sing and to laugh, for ten days! A tough time for the else so palavering, laughing and singing Magdeburger.

“You can’t imagine how difficult it is, to be silent”, writes Bill now in the exclusive letter, to the BRAVO-readers - directly from his sickbed. Because already one day after the, for him frightening surgery, Bill was allowed to go home. There he gets cared now around-the-clock from his twin brother Tom (he even cooks for him - Bill writes, what he want to tell him) - a real help for Bill. Because no other human being is as close to him as Tom. And the thousands wishes of BRAVO readers give him much power. “I want to let you know, that I am okay,” says Bill therefore personally in his letter. “Thank you for everything - you are truly the best!” But when Bill will be quite fit again, is still totally unclear. The first concert is scheduled for 1st May in Washington on the tour schedule, but the next appointment is already the major US-talkshow “Late Night With Conan O’Brien” on 28th April. But if Bill isn’t really healthy, these dates get also cancelled. So that he gets really fast healthy, Bill is going after the speaking-ban into a voice- rehab. Under “singing-therapeutical aspects” will be his golden speak- and singing-organ back quite fit. The german worldstar doesn’t have so much fun to do this training - but to be able sing well, he would do everything. Hardly to come up with, if Bill would sing now different - or even worser: he could never sing again: “My voice is everything for me! Without my voice and my music, I wouldn’t be the same Bill anymore.” And finally no one want that. Because the fans all over the world, love him that way. Now everybody have to wait, what will happen, fingers crossed and for Bill plenty rest: Even listening to music is not allowed - because when singers hear a melody, they sing the song in their subconscious. And that claims the vocal chords. BRAVO wishes good recovery…

TRANSLATION OF THE LETTER

Dear Bravo-readers!

What should I say - I am truly overwhelmed! Your sympathy, your many gifts and encouraging words made my last days really endlessly easier. For sure, I had fear because of the surgery, with general anesthesia and all the trimmings. But Tom was the whole time with me, which was a real help. Shortly after I woke up from the general anesthesia, I’ve had wrote my friends and the family and our team a SMS, that I’m awake again. And of course, I would also like you to know that I’am okay. The doctors said, that the surgery was systematical. But we will all know more details, when the 10 days of not-speaking are over. You can’t imagine, how difficult it is, to be silent… I’m even not allowed to laugh! As soon as I know more, I will let you know. Again, thank you for everything - You are truly the best - and we will see us certainly again soon.

Your Bill

How great is that?!?!?!?!

(PS my fave band is still the used =]]]

here it is.

We both sat down at the side of the river.

I was with my best friend; Hannah, and we were sitting down for a picnic to watch the wild river swirl down the long passage which in inhabited. We sat in silence; it was easier for us to hear the beautiful animals and rustling of the lush trees that surrounded us.

A loud siren blared through the silence, shattering it like fragile fallen glass.

We jumped, and suddenly, could not control our bodies.

We walked stiffly, robotically to a long passage in a large room. The airport.

We were lined up behind several other people, and the only sounds that could be heard were the faint sounds of a voice and a slight moan.

Hannah and I approached the front, and we were soon able to see what was happening.

Seated at a table was Alice Cooper, and my pet cat, Duchess Morticia.

I was behind Hannah, who was next. I saw her line up and face Alice Cooper, as he reached into her stomach and pulled out each of her kidneys, tossing them carelessly onto a plate.

He picked up a large silver spoon resting next to my cat and pushed it into Hannah’s stomach.

He spooned out a jelly-like substance from her intestines, and lifted it to the mouth of my cat who astonishingly ate it.

She disappeared, and I was next in line. I knew I was supposed to turn and face him, but instead I ran through the large double doors concealed behind him, locking it as I entered. The room I entered was my high school classroom.

I could hear him yelling and bashing fiercely on the door.

His new desperate desire was to obtain my kidneys, and feed the substance in my intestines to my cat, which he named “Thumbumbulax”.

I desperately searched the room for a place to hide. Underneath the desk?

No, it would not conceal me properly. He would find me almost immediately.

I hid in the desk tray of one of the powder blue desks, and shut the lid over my curled body.

I could hear my breathing gradually becoming heavier and heavier.

Maybe he was gone.

I was about to touch the lid of the desk to peer out, but an aggressive motion seised this opportunity for me. He had lifted up the desk lid, and was now staring deeply into my eyes with a bloodthirsty gaze.

I screamed, and the desk tray failed to hold me. I dropped to the ground, this new pain in my back burning with a sensation of immense pain I had never experienced before.

I lifted myself off the ground, and bent my legs in a defensive position.

He chased me around the room. I ran over chairs and hid behind desks as he mirrored my moves exactly, although with a creepy, sadistic expression on his face and deep in his eyes.

I expected him to run down to the next desk as I was about to, but he surprised me by leaping over the desk, almost landing on me.

However, my reflexes seemed to be the only thing working. My back snapped as I squatted down to avoid harm, and when I glanced up, he wasn’t there.

He had disappeared.

Everything had disappeared.

I was squatting down in darkness;

I was hiding in a shadow.

Dan Whitesides is the new Criss Angel.

In a video made by The Used, it shows Dan floating.

Some people think its fake, but you can judge that yourself.

I’ve uploaded it so you all can see =]

Ana xx

I have posted every music video the used has out.

Enjoy =]

Ana xx

i just uploaded parts 1, 2 and 3 of the DJ Rosstar Interview with THE USED.

They're hilarious and the guys are absolutely gorgeous, be sure to check it out!

ana xx

His reply: "Of course, Claire."

=O

all Quinn Allman lovers, you must now leave him.

we must mourn.

we have lost one of the most amazing wonderful gorgeous people that has ever existed, and ever will exist.

sad moment.

However, I'm not sure this included beating up every security guard one night after a concert, which was also confessed on this interview.

However, many Paramore and Linkin Park fans were annoyed when watching the video as Bert McCracken decided to "mock" Misery Business (Paramore) and Bleed it Out (Linkin Park)

Although, Quinn Allman seemed to brighten up the mood by describing a 'fapple' to be a fat apple, and when being asked if they cared about being considered sell-outs, Quinn's reply was simply:

"When I'm on my boat I don't really think about it but when I'm in my third home I sometimes wonder why I did it all,"

And of course, Bert McCracken joined in the fun by picking his nose and eating the snot he obtained in his journey.

And as Jepha Howard shows something off in almost every interview, he shows off his beautiful tattoos and shaved chest.

Mostly everything else was just the random ideas and things that just appear in their minds.

Of course, this video is on Buzznet, and i highly reccomened you look it up ^.^

ana xx